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So this bottle of cheap wine is almost done
I wont be happy till I wake up in a hospital bed

So I will make a toast to the on comming storm
Let it wash over me with a warm embrace

In the background we hear "Apollo I : The Writing Writer"

I'll gravitate towards you
I will, in the now, hate you

I'll make you wish you hadn't burned our time before
I'll live through this in a manner cursed at my own accord

If my shame spills our worth across this floor
Then tonight, goodnight... I'm burning Star IV
Only I don't even think of you
No I don't wanna think of you anymore
Goodnight, tonight, goodbye
............

Everything I do is methodical and everything I do holds meaning.
Everything that ever was will fade, and everything that dies must rise
Everything I am I hide within the text, and everything in text mirrors me

I love you all <3